Humble revivalists marching onto the rock scene with the bold, macho sounds of their debut album ‘On Blonde‘, Black Pussy set themselves aside the hyped-up escalade of musical violence to develop the softer stoner rock aesthetics of the late 60s/early 70s. Amidst hardcore this, trash that and lo-fi everything, surely that’s a tricky card to play, right? But having found a right balance between blues-rock basslines, persistent distortion and Dustin Hill’s soothing pop voice, the sextet successfully take us right back to the origins of heavy rock & Co, with no pretension to replicate the mindfuck of earlier generations. Wishing you a pleasant 4th of July, I can only suggest a trip to Doug Fir tomorrow evening to check them out! They will also be playing Rontoms & Kelly’s Olympian in the next couple of weeks.
PS: Guys, if you go looking for ’em, remember to type in ‘band’; you’ll get far too distracted if you don’t.- Tracy Mamoun